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Adapting Short Story Into Script

A man sees an ordinary-looking woman on the street in Tokyo and is enthralled by her despite her plain appearance and messy hair from sleep. The next day, he tells a friend at a bar about the encounter, referring to her as the "100% girl." When his friend questions why she caught his interest if she wasn't attractive, the man says he can't remember any distinguishing features about her appearance.

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Adapting Short Story Into Script

A man sees an ordinary-looking woman on the street in Tokyo and is enthralled by her despite her plain appearance and messy hair from sleep. The next day, he tells a friend at a bar about the encounter, referring to her as the "100% girl." When his friend questions why she caught his interest if she wasn't attractive, the man says he can't remember any distinguishing features about her appearance.

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Adapting a short story extract into a script

EXT. NARROW SIDE STREET – MORNING

MAN is walking in the fashionable neighbourhood Harajuku


in Tokyo. He walks past a woman, around 30, not good
looking, dressed in ordinary and uninspiring clothes. Her
hair is messy, from sleep. MAN is enthralled by her,
despite the fact there is nothing particularly
extraordinary about her appearance. He looks in awe, wide
eyed

INT. – BAR - NEXT DAY


MAN is leaning against bar, OTHER MAN is sat next to him

MAN
(To OTHER MAN)
Yesterday on the street I passed the 100% girl.

OTHER MAN
Yeah? Good looking?

MAN
Not really.

OTHER MAN
(Chuckling)
Your favourite type, then?

MAN
(Distant. Not looking at OTHER MAN)
I don’t know. I can’t seem to remember anything about
her.
OTHER MAN
Strange.

MAN
Yeah. Strange.

OTHER MAN
(Bored)
So anyhow, what did you do? Talk to her? Follow her?

MAN
Nah. Just passed her on the street.

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